Random question...

[lithera]

Nuclear

Do you say new-kleer or new-klee-r?

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[warpdragon.livejournal.com]

New-Klee-Ur

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[lithera.livejournal.com]

That's what I meant by the second one.....

[sharkcowsheep.livejournal.com]

New-klee-ur. The second way. Occasionally when my mouth is in a hurry it says new-kleer and then I feel like a hick.

[apestyle.livejournal.com]

New-Klee-r

[inevitability.livejournal.com]

*boom*

[prairieflower.livejournal.com]

When I'm not tongue-twisted and talking too fast, I say nu-klee-r, but sometimes, and I have since I was a kid, when I talk to fast and get all tong-tied, I say nu-cu-lur.

:-)

[grocible.livejournal.com]

I really have to concentrate on not saying it like nu-cu-lur.

[princessgeek.livejournal.com]

As long as you dont say NEW-CUE-LUR I'm ok with it
I say nu-clee-er

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[prairieflower.livejournal.com]

I had a really really hard time with it as a kid. Anymore, its just occasionally...

:-p

Every time I mispronounce it, though, I hear my mother's voice in my head correcting me. The things we remember from our childhood....

[torquemada.livejournal.com]

New Clee Ur.

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[grocible.livejournal.com]

I really dislike hearing my mom's voice in my head for things like that.

What's worse is hearing the things you were told as a kid coming out of your mouth.

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[prairieflower.livejournal.com]

My mother always gave me good advice, and I usually smile when I hear her voice in my head.

The other one I hear most often is when I'm in a public restroom. I hear her saying "Don't touch ANYTHING"... I think she said that the first time we were in an airport (my first experience with public restrooms).

I just recently left a job as a nanny. And I don't know how many times a day I heard myself saying the same things to the kids that she said to me.

Every time, though, I smiled. I love my mother very much. My folks divorced when I was very young, and I didn't (a choice of my own) see my father. My mom and I were very close. We still are.

She is someone I admire, someone strong and brave and smart and successful and talented. I look up to her. I always have.

Okay, I'll stop now, before I give someone a cavity.

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[grocible.livejournal.com]

Yeah, watch the cavities - just got those fixed.

I supposed I shouldn't have said "hated" when it came to things I was told growing up that I heard coming out of my mouth. It was a very strange feeling hearing things like "Can't anyone fill up the ice cube tray when it gets empty?" or "Who drank all the [name of drink here] and put the empty container back in the fridge?" I mean, those were thins I was told, not what I should be telling people.

I was closer to my gradparents that my own parents. The only dad I knew isn't my real dad (biologically speaking - that sounds strange, I know) and were never very close. Grandma and Grandpa were there when I was born, up until I turned six, and then there when I started high school up until I started college. Learned quite a bit from them. That's why it was a hard blow when my grandfather passed away - I not only lost my grandpa, but the man I based most of my "maleness" on.

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[prairieflower.livejournal.com]

I hear myself saying "Rinse out your glass when you are done with it!!" Again, Mom.

I had a father-figure, too. My older brother. He's 7 years older than me, and from my mother's first marriage.

When we left my dad, my brother, only 14 years old, did all he could to be a positive male role model for me. And I have to say, he did a good job.

Two years later, at 16 he went off to college (smart kid, skipped a grade) and for four years I only saw him on the weekends and during summer and holiday breaks. Then he went off to California to get his mater's degree and become a successful programmer. :-) I'm so proud of him.

He still does what he can to be the big-brother, the protector, the role model. I love him to death. He's my best friend.

I've learned a lot about family since my folks' divorce. It isn't about blood, or even about who your mother or father figure is, its about the love and the caring and the learning and everything that comes along with that.
My friends are my family. And I like it that way. :-D

Anyway...

Here I go with more sappiness again. Sorry about the cavities. :-p

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[grocible.livejournal.com]

It isn't about blood, or even about who your mother or father figure is, its about the love and the caring and the learning and everything that comes along with that. My friends are my family. And I like it that way.

That made me smile. :) Thanks.

I've tried to be the male role model to my sister (who is 11 years younger.) She's been through a lot, especially the way our parents divorced. Mom, brother and sister (I wasn't living with them then) essentially snuck out one day while dad was at work and drove from Texas back to California. I vividly remmeber when we got back (I did help them) and Joy and I visited some friends of mine - Joy freaked. She thought I was going to leave her somewhere like we did to dad.

I love my sister more than anyone. I wish I was there for her more often, especially now that's she's 15. Of course, when we did live together (four years ago - for the first time is almost five years) it was rough. Not sure if it was the lenght of time or constantly being around other or what, but it got messy sometimes.

[wanderingfey.livejournal.com]

Nu-Klee-Ur...

occasionally, Nu-Kuh-Lur

[arithon.livejournal.com]

chi-yick-un.

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[prairieflower.livejournal.com]

We snuck out on my Dad, too.

He was really abuse. It was bad. I'm not going to go into all of it here.. But I remember various times my father held a gun to my mother's head threatening her life... (There are lots of stories, all sad. I have a handful of good stories about him, but also a lot of bad memories.)
My grandmother in Florida, my mother's mother, orchestrated a plan, she bought us round-trip plane tickets (my mom, brother and I) we planned a vacation, even people at the airport were notified... Security was told that my father was a violent man, they had people in plainclothes watching us, just in case my father freaked out in the airport... He thought we were going on vacation. A visit. The people at the ticket counters were even told. It was a big thing.

When we got to Florida, my grandmother's lawyer informed my father that we were not coming back, except to pick up our belongings and sign divorce papers.

:-)

We ran away, and he thought we were on vacation.

We were safely on the other side of the country, he didn't even know my grandmother's address.

Its good that you care so much for your sister. Its something she'll always remember, even at the messy times, deep inside, I am sure she always knows how much she means to you.

My brother and I fought a few times, but never for too long, and even though he makes me furious sometimes (I know I make him insane at times) I still love him, and I still know he;d do anything for me,a nd I for him.

He and I have talked about not living together (we'd kill each other. :-p) but possibly, in a couple years, going into business together. I don't wanna jynx it, so I won't bore you with details... :-p

And since I'm probably clogging miss Kat's inbox up with LJ responses, I'll leave this here, and my e mail address is in my LJ profile if you want to e mail me.

:-)

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[lithera.livejournal.com]

It's cool. I don't mind. I like people to bond. It's alll good.

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[prairieflower.livejournal.com]

*hug*

You so sweet.